Alaska Young
Like the state,
So far away and unknown,
Meeting you was a twist of fate,
But it all ended with a call on the phone.
That first night,
Smoking by the lake,
I could see you were full of light,
I needed you more than you needed Jake.
That soft grin,
I can still see,
But that was then,
Before you left me.
I wish I could smell your scent one more time,
Vanilla smoke and sweat,
A mixture I want to be mine,
I would have thought it gross had we never met.
I met you,
I liked you,
I loved you,
But I never knew you.
The hurricane to my drizzle,
Searching for a way out,
We had such a connection that I could feel it sizzle,
When it ended did you have words or even a shout?
Alaska,
What do we do?
Alaska,
We'll always be looking for you.